The waning moon hung in the sky, and the dark city was quiet, without the sound of birds flapping their wings or the chirping of insects and beasts. Only the slight rustle of dead leaves and the whimper of dead leaves blown by the night wind.

Li Haoran walked on the empty and dark streets, and the surrounding houses were all dark, and there was not a single light on them. This huge city is like a ghost town.

Li Haoran's footsteps turned and walked to the right.

After a while, a scream came, and several people covered in blood on the street in front of them crawled in the direction of Li Haoran screaming on the ground.

Behind them was a tall fat man, holding two bloody kitchen knives in both hands at this time, his white short coat was open to reveal his fat body, and he slowly chased after the man on the ground with a crazy smile on his face: "What are you running? Anyway, everyone is going to die, so it's better for me to give you early relief." Do not be afraid, but cut off your head with a knife, and it will not hurt at all. Hahaha......"

As he spoke, the fat man ran a few steps to catch up, and the kitchen knife in his hand slashed at the nearest woman.

Somehow, the woman stopped now, a look of relief on her face.

"Bell!~"

The kitchen knife flew up, and the fat man's huge body flew up with it, and then fell three feet away.

Bang dang!

The kitchen knife landed on the stone slab of the street next to the fat man, splashing a few sparks.

"Do you want to die too?"

The fat man smiled evilly, picked up the kitchen knife and rushed towards Li Haoran, who walked by. Li Haoran kicked it away again.

The fat man fell to the ground, his fat body trembled, and then he got up again and said, "Do you want to be a hero? Do you think you can save them? Do you see that they are still alive? Otherwise, let me finish them now, lest they live like a walking corpse all day long, and finally be killed by those immortal cultivators and end up in ashes." ”

Seeing Li Haoran standing still with an expressionless face, the fat man thought that Li Haoran was persuaded by him, laughed and got up and rushed towards the people on the ground with a kitchen knife.

The fat man's body flew up again, and then slammed heavily on the ground, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of the fat man's mouth, and the fat man lay on the ground and looked up at the expressionless Li Haoran suddenly laughed loudly: "You really want to be them, you really want to be a hero in this bullshit world." Then you will kill me now, or I will kill them one by one, and then I will find an opportunity to kill you. Hahaha...... All who are going to die, all are going to die. ”

"Come on, come on, kill me now!"

The fat man struggled to stand up, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Li Haoran with a fierce expression.

Li Haoran walked over and gently patted his shoulder with his right hand, the fat man trembled, and then lifted the kitchen knife and slashed towards Li Haoran.

But when the knife was about to fall on Li Haoran's head, the fat man's movements stopped, and a trace of consternation flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he trembled, but the knife couldn't fall.

Li Haoran didn't care about him anymore, turned around and walked to the few people lying on the ground, looking at their scarred appearance, he stretched out his hand and pressed it into the air.

The aura jumped, turning into life and falling on the wounds of these people, and the blood in the wounds stopped under the flow of light, and it was slowly recovering.

"You're an immortal?"

A young man on the ground watched the injury on his arm gradually recover, looked up at Li Haoran and asked.

Li Haoran did not answer, and remained motionless to treat the injuries of several people.

The rest of the people who didn't move heard that Li Haoran was an immortal, and there was a trace of anger in their originally empty eyes.

"You go away, I don't want you to save me, it's you immortals who killed my wife and children. Why are you still pretending to save us?"

A gray-haired middle-aged man stood up and threw himself at Li Haoran with a frenzied face.

Li Haoran turned sideways to avoid it, and when he saw that several people had almost recovered from their injuries, he turned around and walked along the street to leave.

"You're going to die!"

"Immortal cultivators deserve to die!"

"Oh my God, hurry up and send down the heavenly punishment, and the thunder tribulation will punish them. ”

The others also looked at Li Haoran with hatred, cursing angrily with hideous faces.

"Hahahaha! This is the person you want to save? Are you qualified to kill them? Why don't you let me kill them all, hahaha. ”

The fat man looked at Li Haoran's back and laughed wildly, then picked up a kitchen knife and slashed at the nearest person.

But when the kitchen knife was about to fall on this person, the fat man's body froze again, and the knife could not be cut down no matter what.

The fat man trembled and shouted, "What have you done to me? If you want to kill me, do it quickly! Don't pretend to save people here, no one will be grateful to you." ”

Li Haoran was silent, and the sound of cursing faded away until he disappeared into the night.

Time passed, and the rest of the people cursed until they were hoarse, and finally there was no sound, and one by one they lay on the ground blankly. Then I don't know who started sobbing, and then like a wave of water, the rest of the people began to sob, and finally it turned into a howl, and everyone was calling out the names of the deceased.

The fat man looked at the scene in front of him, but the anger in his heart was blazing and roared: "What are you crying about, if it's a man, find a way to kill these immortal cultivators." ”

But the rest of the people ignored him, and at this time they were immersed in their own world and grief.

The fat man was furious, but he couldn't do anything about it, and whenever he wanted to do something to these people, his body froze.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you......"

The fat man kept muttering and walked into the darkness with a kitchen knife.

In the following days, Li Haoran wandered around the city, shooting again and again, and finally made a little wave in the quiet city.

"Can I follow you?"

A teenager walked up to Li Haoran and looked at Li Haoran slightly nervously and said.

This is the same boy who helped people reclaim food from the robbers.

Although he didn't know that it was Li Haoran who helped him at the beginning, he still helped those who became numb in the city according to the belief in his heart.

Even though his strength was very weak, he still persevered in his efforts, and finally some people were awakened by him and started a new life.

Later, when the young man heard about Li Haoran, he looked for Li Haoran's traces in the city, and wanted to follow Li Haoran to help the people in the city, because his own strength was too weak.

Li Haoran looked at the young man in front of him and did not speak.

The boy spoke, "I heard that you are helping the people in the city, and I will do what I can with you." ”

Li Haoran still didn't answer, and the young man continued: "Although many people in the city have died because of immortal cultivators, since you are willing to help us, then you must be a good immortal cultivator." Just like we ordinary people have bad people and good people. So I want to follow you to bring the people in the city back to life. ”

Li Haoran looked at the young man's serious appearance, nodded silently, and then walked forward.

The young man happily chased after Li Haoran's back.

The morning sun is rising, the golden light of the Tao is sprinkled, and the heaven and earth slowly become brighter.